Well minions! This is the beginning of the end. Or the end, at the
beginning or I'm starting to end my fic. Or I'm confusing myself. Most
likely the last one! Anyways I have made the rating higher because of
swearing and some other naughty little things I have included (I feel so
evil. Wait a minute I AM evil! So that's it!) I hope you like it! Onward
then TO HOGWORTS! * See ppl leave *
Angry Author: And where do u think you're going?
Reader: To Hogworts! You said so!
AA: BAKA! I meant it as a figure of speech! I have a headache! Where's my
painkillers?
Harry sat up in bed, the curtains closed around him. He had a flashlight and was reading up on some things for transfiguration. He had his exam the next morning and was almost sure he'd fail. At least if he studied he might just get an E-. He heard footsteps on the stairs to the 7th year dormitory and thought it was Percy or Oliver coming in after sneaking out or something. Little did he know that it wasn't in fact a Hogworts student.
Cue gasp *GASP! *
***** The next morning ***** "WHAT THE FUCK?" came a rather loud shout from the 7th year boys dormitory. "What's all the racket about?" asked Ron sleepily rubbing his eyes. Harry sat up and put his glasses on. He pulled open his curtain and scrambled out of bed. By that time everyone was awake and congregating in the common room. Harry and Ron ran up to the dorm in question to find Oliver Wood standing buck naked raiding his wardrobe. He frantically searched but there seemed to be nothing in there. "I'VE BEEN ROBBED BY THE CLOTHES BURGLUR!" he shouted with no regard for his full frontal-ness. "Er. Oliver," said Harry looking at the ground. "Can you erm cover yourself up a bit?" He turned to face Ron who was staring at Olivers. Cough. Wizard hood with shock, jealousy and admiration. "RON!" hissed Harry. "Not now Harry! I'm admiring one of God's creations!" whispered Ron though it was obvious to all in the room he was just coping a perve. Oliver would (much to the author and Ron's disappointment and) covered himself up with the sheet off his bed. "Who? I ask you! WHO???" shouted Oliver shaking with rage. "Who what?" asked Percy who was sitting on the edge of his bed rather puzzled. (He only just opened the curtains) "WHO STOLE ALL MY CLOTHES? I'LL KILL THEM I TELL YA!" Oliver continued shouting while shaking his fist high in the air almost dropping his sheet. "Now, now Oliver! I'm sure your cloths are around here somewhere," said Percy standing up and putting a reassuring hand on Woods shoulder (Author is unaware of where his other hand was reassuring Wood) "Can you see them anywhere?" asked Wood. Percy looked around, hoping that he'd see them he didn't want to have to lend Oliver his clothes again. "No actually I don't," he sighed when the clothes were not sighted. Olivers face began to twitch, he looked as though at any moment he would go to water. "Oh Oliver. Please don't Cr." began Percy but he was cut short by wails of sadness coming from the floor. Oliver Wood lay in a heap crying his beautiful eyes out. He then suddenly stoped and stood up faster than the speed of light. "I KNOW WHO DID IT!" he shouted triumphantly, failing to notice the dropping of his only protection, the sheet. He then headed out the door striding down the stairs and into the common room. He stopped abruptly in front of 3 Gryffindor girls who were sitting giggling in a corner. "You've had your fun now give them back!" said Oliver angrily. "Give what back Wood, I mean Oliver?" asked Cordelia, a red haired 4th year who was struggling to take her eyes off what dangled in front of her. "Don't play dumb you three! You know what I'm talking about!" he growled putting his hands on his hips. Trinity a black haired 4th year looked puzzled at her friend Eve a blonde haired 4th year who shrugged and turned to try and meet Oliver's eyes. But it was to no prevail. A gorgeous 17-year- old Quiditch captain standing buckers in front of you is hard to ignore. "Oliver, not that I'm complaining or anything, but where are your clothes?" asked Trinity. "Stolen, by someone! Someone who had access to Gryffindor tower. SOMEONE WHO LIKED LOOKING AT MY.. BITS!" shouted Oliver. "You three are the most likely suspects!" he added calming down a bit. "We didn't take them we swear!" giggled Eve. "It was probably Amy and Claire Those Ravenclaw girls!" "Yes and I do believe they are friends of yours!" said Percy. "Yeah and?" asked Cordelia. "Look we didn't steal Oliver Wood's clothes though I wish we could lay claim on the marvellous I mean terrible trick!" "Did u." began Ron counting his fingers "The 5 of you plan it yesterday? I bet you did!" "Trinity couldn't have been in on it. She was with me yesterday we were," "Doing homework!" Trinity cut in. "You were doing homework with Harry?" asked Eve "Why?" "Cause he needed help." said Trinity sounding hopeful her friends were having a very blonde day. "Oh okay then!" said Cordy flicking her hair over her shoulder. "That was WAY to close Harry," hissed Trinity when Harry sat down next to her. "Sorry, it slipped" Harry whispered back "Yeah I'll give you it slipped!" growled Trinity quietly. "You'll give him what slip?" asked Ron straining to here them. "A slip. You know piece of paper, to help him for his Potions assignment!" lied Trinity. "Cool, I'll borrow it after Harry I need all the help I can get," said Ron. Harry and Trinity just looked at each other in horror. (Potions not being her specialty). "So. If not you and your friends, who would want to steal my clothes?" asked Wood. "Even my fave pink boxers with lil' duckies and ferrets on it?" "Someone with bad taste," whispered Cordy causing Trin and Eve to crack up laughing. "And what's so funny about my boxers?" asked Wood. "Nothing they sound delightful!" laughed Eve. "Yeah babe chill out!" Trinity giggled. "BABE? BABE?" shouted Harry. He then blushed and quickly said, "He's not a pig," "Nice save!" she said when he sat back down. "I will get to the bottom of this!" declared Oliver. "In the mean time, why don't you get to a clothes shop!" suggested Cordy. "Good idea!" agreed Oliver. He then walked up stairs and slammed the dorm door. The common room erupted with laughter, with Trin falling off her chair in hysterics.
"OMG and it was huge!" gushed Eve to Amy and Claire who while thinking Oliver was hot got a little more information than she wanted. "Oh and it did this little." "EVE!" shouted Claire and Amy at the same time. "What?" she asked innocently. "Thought you ought to know!" "Hey where's Trin?" asked Amy looking around for there darked haired, friend.
***** Behind curtains of Harry's bed ***** "Oh Harry!" screamed Trin "No don't put it there!" "Well where do you want me to put it?" asked Harry laughing. "Here, I'll show you!" said Trinity. Everything went quiet for a minute. "Oh there!" said Harry finally. Claire, Eve, Amy and Cordy looked at one another shocked. "Now you're getting the hang of it! Oh Harry that's it!" said Trinity. "We should do this more often!" said Harry. "Hell yes!" shouted Trin. "I can't take this any more!" whispered Cordy sounding distressed. "TRIN!" shouted a voice a bit deeper than Harry's but the others still thought it was him. "I'M COMING!" screamed Trin before leaping out from behind the curtains (fully clothed) she stopped abruptly in front of her friends and looked at them with a stunned mullet expression. "There you are!" said someone walking up behind Eve, Cordy, Claire and Amy. "Hey Cedric!" waved Trin "Finished with Harry?" asked Cedric. "Yeah for today!" said Trin "Wanna go for a walk?" asked Cedric. "Yeah sure! I'm going Harry!" she shouted "Alright!" replied Harry sounding exhausted "Keep practising gorgeous! Catch ya later!" called Trin who then left with Cedric. The others looked at each other stunned and decided to ask Harry what was going on. They opened the curtains and he fell off the bed in shock. "Couldn't you have knocked?" he asked scrambling back onto the bed with his wand in his hand. "Erm Harry, what were you and Trin doing?" asked Eve uncomfortably. "Nothing," replied Harry blushing a little. "Harry." said Cordy in a tell us or we'll give u smallpox voice. "Okay well you know a while back how a few of Malfoy's personal belonging were floating above the Slytherin table in the Great Hall." Began Harry. "Well I joined forces with Crabbe and Goyle briefly and they put them up there." The girls looked at each other thinking his story was going nowhere and was simply a diversion from the truth. "Well they learnt that from Trinity and now she's teaching me," he said before grabbing a few things and putting them in the air like the g-strings and hand-cuffs had been months before. "Oh so she was teaching you that!" the girls said sounding relieved. "What did you think we were doing?" asked Harry raising an eyebrow. "Oh nothing!" said Eve trying to sound sincere. "Well we better go! Leave you to practise!" and with that the girls left.
Will Oliver would find his clothes and more importantly find WHO STOLE his clothes. Find out when I update the next chapter! In the mean time, throw pot plants at all those who say that Gilderoy Lockhart is cool! Please review my fic! Constructive criticism is welcome but the less negative comments the better dudes :)
Harry sat up in bed, the curtains closed around him. He had a flashlight and was reading up on some things for transfiguration. He had his exam the next morning and was almost sure he'd fail. At least if he studied he might just get an E-. He heard footsteps on the stairs to the 7th year dormitory and thought it was Percy or Oliver coming in after sneaking out or something. Little did he know that it wasn't in fact a Hogworts student.
Cue gasp *GASP! *
***** The next morning ***** "WHAT THE FUCK?" came a rather loud shout from the 7th year boys dormitory. "What's all the racket about?" asked Ron sleepily rubbing his eyes. Harry sat up and put his glasses on. He pulled open his curtain and scrambled out of bed. By that time everyone was awake and congregating in the common room. Harry and Ron ran up to the dorm in question to find Oliver Wood standing buck naked raiding his wardrobe. He frantically searched but there seemed to be nothing in there. "I'VE BEEN ROBBED BY THE CLOTHES BURGLUR!" he shouted with no regard for his full frontal-ness. "Er. Oliver," said Harry looking at the ground. "Can you erm cover yourself up a bit?" He turned to face Ron who was staring at Olivers. Cough. Wizard hood with shock, jealousy and admiration. "RON!" hissed Harry. "Not now Harry! I'm admiring one of God's creations!" whispered Ron though it was obvious to all in the room he was just coping a perve. Oliver would (much to the author and Ron's disappointment and) covered himself up with the sheet off his bed. "Who? I ask you! WHO???" shouted Oliver shaking with rage. "Who what?" asked Percy who was sitting on the edge of his bed rather puzzled. (He only just opened the curtains) "WHO STOLE ALL MY CLOTHES? I'LL KILL THEM I TELL YA!" Oliver continued shouting while shaking his fist high in the air almost dropping his sheet. "Now, now Oliver! I'm sure your cloths are around here somewhere," said Percy standing up and putting a reassuring hand on Woods shoulder (Author is unaware of where his other hand was reassuring Wood) "Can you see them anywhere?" asked Wood. Percy looked around, hoping that he'd see them he didn't want to have to lend Oliver his clothes again. "No actually I don't," he sighed when the clothes were not sighted. Olivers face began to twitch, he looked as though at any moment he would go to water. "Oh Oliver. Please don't Cr." began Percy but he was cut short by wails of sadness coming from the floor. Oliver Wood lay in a heap crying his beautiful eyes out. He then suddenly stoped and stood up faster than the speed of light. "I KNOW WHO DID IT!" he shouted triumphantly, failing to notice the dropping of his only protection, the sheet. He then headed out the door striding down the stairs and into the common room. He stopped abruptly in front of 3 Gryffindor girls who were sitting giggling in a corner. "You've had your fun now give them back!" said Oliver angrily. "Give what back Wood, I mean Oliver?" asked Cordelia, a red haired 4th year who was struggling to take her eyes off what dangled in front of her. "Don't play dumb you three! You know what I'm talking about!" he growled putting his hands on his hips. Trinity a black haired 4th year looked puzzled at her friend Eve a blonde haired 4th year who shrugged and turned to try and meet Oliver's eyes. But it was to no prevail. A gorgeous 17-year- old Quiditch captain standing buckers in front of you is hard to ignore. "Oliver, not that I'm complaining or anything, but where are your clothes?" asked Trinity. "Stolen, by someone! Someone who had access to Gryffindor tower. SOMEONE WHO LIKED LOOKING AT MY.. BITS!" shouted Oliver. "You three are the most likely suspects!" he added calming down a bit. "We didn't take them we swear!" giggled Eve. "It was probably Amy and Claire Those Ravenclaw girls!" "Yes and I do believe they are friends of yours!" said Percy. "Yeah and?" asked Cordelia. "Look we didn't steal Oliver Wood's clothes though I wish we could lay claim on the marvellous I mean terrible trick!" "Did u." began Ron counting his fingers "The 5 of you plan it yesterday? I bet you did!" "Trinity couldn't have been in on it. She was with me yesterday we were," "Doing homework!" Trinity cut in. "You were doing homework with Harry?" asked Eve "Why?" "Cause he needed help." said Trinity sounding hopeful her friends were having a very blonde day. "Oh okay then!" said Cordy flicking her hair over her shoulder. "That was WAY to close Harry," hissed Trinity when Harry sat down next to her. "Sorry, it slipped" Harry whispered back "Yeah I'll give you it slipped!" growled Trinity quietly. "You'll give him what slip?" asked Ron straining to here them. "A slip. You know piece of paper, to help him for his Potions assignment!" lied Trinity. "Cool, I'll borrow it after Harry I need all the help I can get," said Ron. Harry and Trinity just looked at each other in horror. (Potions not being her specialty). "So. If not you and your friends, who would want to steal my clothes?" asked Wood. "Even my fave pink boxers with lil' duckies and ferrets on it?" "Someone with bad taste," whispered Cordy causing Trin and Eve to crack up laughing. "And what's so funny about my boxers?" asked Wood. "Nothing they sound delightful!" laughed Eve. "Yeah babe chill out!" Trinity giggled. "BABE? BABE?" shouted Harry. He then blushed and quickly said, "He's not a pig," "Nice save!" she said when he sat back down. "I will get to the bottom of this!" declared Oliver. "In the mean time, why don't you get to a clothes shop!" suggested Cordy. "Good idea!" agreed Oliver. He then walked up stairs and slammed the dorm door. The common room erupted with laughter, with Trin falling off her chair in hysterics.
"OMG and it was huge!" gushed Eve to Amy and Claire who while thinking Oliver was hot got a little more information than she wanted. "Oh and it did this little." "EVE!" shouted Claire and Amy at the same time. "What?" she asked innocently. "Thought you ought to know!" "Hey where's Trin?" asked Amy looking around for there darked haired, friend.
***** Behind curtains of Harry's bed ***** "Oh Harry!" screamed Trin "No don't put it there!" "Well where do you want me to put it?" asked Harry laughing. "Here, I'll show you!" said Trinity. Everything went quiet for a minute. "Oh there!" said Harry finally. Claire, Eve, Amy and Cordy looked at one another shocked. "Now you're getting the hang of it! Oh Harry that's it!" said Trinity. "We should do this more often!" said Harry. "Hell yes!" shouted Trin. "I can't take this any more!" whispered Cordy sounding distressed. "TRIN!" shouted a voice a bit deeper than Harry's but the others still thought it was him. "I'M COMING!" screamed Trin before leaping out from behind the curtains (fully clothed) she stopped abruptly in front of her friends and looked at them with a stunned mullet expression. "There you are!" said someone walking up behind Eve, Cordy, Claire and Amy. "Hey Cedric!" waved Trin "Finished with Harry?" asked Cedric. "Yeah for today!" said Trin "Wanna go for a walk?" asked Cedric. "Yeah sure! I'm going Harry!" she shouted "Alright!" replied Harry sounding exhausted "Keep practising gorgeous! Catch ya later!" called Trin who then left with Cedric. The others looked at each other stunned and decided to ask Harry what was going on. They opened the curtains and he fell off the bed in shock. "Couldn't you have knocked?" he asked scrambling back onto the bed with his wand in his hand. "Erm Harry, what were you and Trin doing?" asked Eve uncomfortably. "Nothing," replied Harry blushing a little. "Harry." said Cordy in a tell us or we'll give u smallpox voice. "Okay well you know a while back how a few of Malfoy's personal belonging were floating above the Slytherin table in the Great Hall." Began Harry. "Well I joined forces with Crabbe and Goyle briefly and they put them up there." The girls looked at each other thinking his story was going nowhere and was simply a diversion from the truth. "Well they learnt that from Trinity and now she's teaching me," he said before grabbing a few things and putting them in the air like the g-strings and hand-cuffs had been months before. "Oh so she was teaching you that!" the girls said sounding relieved. "What did you think we were doing?" asked Harry raising an eyebrow. "Oh nothing!" said Eve trying to sound sincere. "Well we better go! Leave you to practise!" and with that the girls left.
Will Oliver would find his clothes and more importantly find WHO STOLE his clothes. Find out when I update the next chapter! In the mean time, throw pot plants at all those who say that Gilderoy Lockhart is cool! Please review my fic! Constructive criticism is welcome but the less negative comments the better dudes :)